Janice stood in the small patch of woods just off the clearing. She had asked Uncle Mark to stand close by. He had laughed at her, chiding her for being scared of everything. By Janice didn't care. She had been holding herself for the last mile or so and her bladder would allow her to hold back no longer. At 18, Janice still loved the long walks she took with her Uncle. Even though Uncle Mark was only 10 years older than she was, he always acted so much older. But they had fun together. Janice looked around to make sure there were no animals waiting to spring at her.
Then she called out to Uncle Mark. "Uncle Mark are you still there?" Hearing his laughter, she smiled. Then she placed her back up against the tree as she pushed her jeans down over her hips. She had hooked her thumbs in the elastic of her panty when she heard a rustling noise. The noise seemed to be getting closer. Jerking up her jeans, she ran for her life. And she ran right into Uncle Mark. He had been standing with his back to her.
"Uncle Mark! There's something back there. It was coming right at me."
Uncle Mark picked up a big branch. "Maybe it was a bear or even a mountain lion. You pulled down your pants and they smelled your honey-pot. I guess they were coming to get a lick."
Janice punched him in the arm laughing. "If mom heard you talking like that to me she'd break your head."
Uncle Mark grabbed her and pulled her close to him. "If your mom knew that here little girl loved to be watched while she peed, she'd spank your pretty ass."
Janice blushed a little as she kissed her uncle full on the mouth. Uncle Mark had been watching her pee since she was 17. Ever since the time she burst into the bathroom while staying at his apartment. He had just gotten out of the shower. Janice had been holding herself waiting for him to finish. But nature's call was strong. The choice between peeing on herself and being embarrassed by him seeing her was an easy one to make. Janice burst into the bathroom, jerked down her pants and squatted on the toilet.
Mark and Janice had been close since the day she was born. Janice was a chubby kid and as she grew older she didn't lose her weight. In Fact, she was considered a fat kid. She ate all the wrong foods and drank sweets like no tomorrow. Her face was pocked with acne; she had buckteeth and wore glasses. But she was Mark's sweetheart. He took her everywhere and was her knight in shining armor.
Mark had been in the midst of drying himself. He looked at the young girl as she plopped down on the toilet. He heard her small grunt, the loud hiss of her piss hitting the water and then her long sigh of relief. Mark could see directly between her thighs and couldn't help but notice the hair on her pussy. When Janice looked up at him she couldn't help but notice that his dick was hard. She had been holding her pee for what seemed like hours. And even she was surprised that so much came out it seemed to go on forever. Her eyes stayed glued to Uncle Mark's dick.
And when a drop of pre-cum fluid dripped from the tip, she sighed and licked her lips. "Careful girl, don't let your actions get you in trouble." Janice had taken a water pill and that was part of the reason so much had come from her pussy. Uncle Mark laughed at how long she had peed. "If I were dying of thirst, you would certainly fill my needs. I didn't know a girl could hold so much."
Janice had grown accustom to Uncle Mark's comments. In fact they got along well enough to talk about everything. Mark knew that she played with herself. He had heard her often enough when she spent the nights at his apartment. But seeing her sitting there with her thighs open and hearing her piss splash in the bowl had him hard as steel. And she never took her eyes off his dick.
"Get up! Hearing you pee makes me have to pee too. Come on Janice, wipe it and leave."
Janice got a mischievous smile on her face. She opened her legs wider. "Let's see how good a shot you are?" When Janice threw her legs open Mark couldn't help but see her pussy lips open wide. "I mean it Janice. I got to go." She laughed and opened wider. "Come on! I bet you can't miss me. I bet you $20 dollars you hit me instead of the water." Mark looked at her. She wasn't going to move. He had seen her like this before. "You owe me $20 dollars."
Mark grabbed his dick and aimed. Being hard made it difficult to get the flow started. Janice watched the head of his dick. The hole expanded and his stream shot out. It splashed all over her legs. Janice howled in laughter. "I don't have a dick and I can aim better than that." Mark choked off his stream by grabbing his dick hard. His next shot splashed her stomach and inner thigh but most of it went into the bowl.
He was shocked when Janice stuck her hand out and let it splash her fingers. She looked at him and smiled as she touched her wet fingers to her mouth. "Not bad Uncle Mark. Good taste, but a lousy shot. You owe me 20." Mark stood with his mouth open staring at the young girl. "Janice you just tasted my piss." Janice burst out laughing. "Uncle Mark, I've been tasting my piss since I was 14. Yours taste much better than mine does. Must be all that water you drink."
Mark couldn't believe his eyes or his ears. He had just pissed thru his niece's legs. Not only that, he had splashed her stomach and thighs and watched her taste his golden elixir. "I'll find out how good a shot you are later. Right now get out and let me finish." Janice made a big thing out of wiping her pussy clean and pulling up her panties and pants. Her short fat legs were the color of brown sugar.
But she had the hair of a grown woman covering her young pussy. They had gone to the museum that day and Mark had made Janice drink a lot of water. He had always chastised her about the amount of sweets she drank. So when they were together, water was her drink. Later that night as they watched TV, Janice turned to him. "Time to show you how well I can aim Uncle Mark." He had hoped she would have forgotten. The event of this morning had left him full of guilt. After Janice had left the bathroom, Mark had jerked off thinking about her. But she was his niece and he wasn't supposed to have thoughts like that about her.
"Uh, maybe we shouldn't do this Janice? After all, I am your uncle. This is like incest." Janice looked at him. "Scared I'll win another $20 dollars. You never struck me as a quitter. But if you're afraid of losing I'll understand." Janice knew that if she played on his manhood she would win. She had done this often to get her way.